Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf Notes

Pick up trumpet,
your pretend trumpet:
me your horn today
Pick up tambourine,
your Fisher My First Tamborine:
and jangle today.
Plug in keyboard,
your symphonic samba Samsung:
out a tune today.
Turn off your
shut your stereo
put your discman
and play me a today:
I rub the peg-paste and the in.
and the wolf-notes start to grrr.
I did a donkey's back fixed frog
and I the slur.
Through an open wound you watch the go,
cut the cat line, thick and thin.
All overspun and a slow stick trills me, trills me:
She varnished all her F-holes;
tape take aim, but the arms are too low.
Legato and sawing detache:
but you want to bust bow.
Bow down and wipe off, snap the closed.
Professor says Well done.
But an electric frequency meter'd say otherwise.
I scratch in half-position;
I my e-string rat-a-tat;
I double stop on any string;
my G on up to B-flat.